"Mom, how much longer?" He whispered.
"A little more now keep quiet." Yuri sighed at the response. The boy knew as of now she wasn't fond of him, not after what had happened.
Finally, they were boarding the plane.
'Here's to a new life.' He thoug...
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The apparent blush staining his cheeks at the indirect mention of him.
"I-I loved it! You w-were amazing." Yuri's voice couldn't help contain his nervousness and shock. He truly was mesmerized by the other's performance he intricately showcased.
To this Victor smirked and glided over to the boy. "Now it's your turn, show me what you can do."
The boy slightly paled as he thought of what he could show, what he could do to impress him.
Going back, Yuri remembered past competitions that he went to solely to watch and observe other figure skaters. There was this one man that had held his eyes captive. Yuzuru Hanyu, that was his name. Going back home, he pulled out his phone and watched only his performance. Younger Yuri was determined to learn it, so he did.
Replacing his cowardly look with one that now resembled confidence, he pulled out his phone and connected it to the speakers.
Familiar tunes were humming against his ears. The song that he played multiple times as a child to play the same video over and over again, finally mastering the performance.
